Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 99

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Indeed, It Was the Power of Money!

Busy until noon, Martina’s stomach growled loudly from hunger. However, as the drawing in her hands was about to be finished, she didn’t want to abandon her efforts.

She decided to continue working and planned to eat after completing the drawing

completely, allowing herself to rest properly.

Being the owner of the studio, she couldn’t afford to work only intermittently. Without promptly establishing a good example for herself and the staff, how could the studio foster

a healthy atmosphere?

Just as Martina was planning to immerse herself in the drawing, a notification sound

from Snapchat suddenly sounded.

She was curious about who would message her at this time. She picked up her phone.

and saw that it was a message from Benjamin.

That man seemed to have eyes everywhere, or rather, it could be said that he already

had a pair of eyes placed on Martina.

“It’s so late and you’re not eating. Did you forget what I said last night?” Benjamin

messaged.

He said a lot last night, and Martina couldn’t remember everything he said.

She vaguely remembered Benjamin telling her to take care of her health and to

prioritize her well-being.

Initially, she didn’t want to reply, but then she thought of Leslie waiting outside. If she didn’t reply, Leslie would definitely say something, so she decided to respond quickly to

avoid further discussion.

So Martina reluctantly replied, “I’m not hungry for now.”

But in the next second, her stomach growled again.

water and happened to hear Martina’s stomach growling. The scene couldn’t be more

bit uneasy and struggled to

water, walked out of the

door behind him.

another message came from Benjamin,

the truth

could say anything, Benjamin sent another message, “What do you

to eat?”

topic as soon as possible, so she simply gave a perfunctory response, “Yeah, yeah, I’m hungry, okay? I want Wagyu Steak, Foie Gras, Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, Lobster Bisque, Truffle

that Benjamin’s side initially showed the typing indicator,

there was no

that

mind

her enormous appetite, so he had

decided to finish her current tasks quickly

she wasn’t around, Elena had been busy for quite some time. If she

might as well resign from

know that after absentmindedly working for

the door again, ready to come

last few details, and when

voice, “Who is it? Why did you turn the reception

we order takeout, we shouldn’t order so much? This

simply wasteful!”

decency. Whoever is responsible for this better

she was about to say something. She thought someone had ordered

them.

prepared. It’s from your favorite restaurant. You should come out and have

why Benjamin hadn’t responded to

say.

out.

help but feel a mix of laughter and exasperation. She had no idea

had no choice but to get up

that was originally

feast wouldn’t be an exaggeration. Benjamin seemed to be

it casually, but who would have thought that he would take it seriously? Martina’s mind was solely

other thoughts.

a

his throat and said, “Miss Martinez, are you satisfied?

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